A Surprising Twist of Fates (Sierra and Theo)

Chater 3 For as long as Benson could remember, Sierra had clung to him like glue, constantly meddling in his business. It was obvious that she adored him, but she always put on that aloof front, pretending she didn't care.

Her life was a quiet routine of reading, blending perfumes, playing the piano, and cooking-so dull, so lifeless.

Being around her felt suffocating like all the fun had been drained from his world. The only saving grace? She was obedient. There was no way she'd go through with breaking up.

She was just angry. Sierra had been mad at him before, plenty of times. He'd give her a small gift, toss out a few sweet words, and soon enough, she'd come running back to him with that same silly devotion.

"Just watch. Once this blows over, I'll send her a quick text. Next thing you know, she'll be at my place making me that special hangover remedy of hers. Women—you can't spoil them too much."

He spoke with utter confidence, certain she would never leave him. His self-satisfaction brought a lazy smirk to his lips.

"Damn, Benson! You've got your girl wrapped around your finger!"

"Honestly, I'm jealous. Even my housekeeper isn't as attentive as she is!"

Benson chuckled, draping an arm around Sophie's waist. "I'm in a good mood tonight. After we finish the cake, we'll head out for more fun. Tonight's on me—whatever you want."

hotel, the blood from her wound had soaked through half of her white dress, and the

through

the man stepping

"Mr. Gray!"

He quickly stepped forward, ready to pull

shameless attempt by yet another woman to throw herself

Adrian could intervene, the woman staggered back on her own and collapsed to the ground. He blinked, momentarily thrown off.

Theo's sharp gaze shifted downward,

I didn't mean to," Sierra

the ground, but her body felt utterly drained, her limbs limp and unresponsive.

Theo's dark eyes flickered with a sudden intensity. He

for a brief moment, disbelief

beside her and reached out and

hotel entrance, her features came into

he murmured, his deep voice resonant and smooth, like the lingering note of

hazy, as though she were staring at a familiar face she couldn't quite